Mike "Trauma" D - Leather Face lyrics

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Mike "Trauma" D - Leather Face lyrics

[Intro] What I gotta do let y'all n***as know I am +THE NICEST+.. +EVER+.. heh.. Hardcore? Commercial? Whatchu wanna do You wanna wile up, you wanna dance Don't matter to me, I got it all locked down baby [Verse 1] It's not a game it's war, plain and raw Blood stain the wall When I bring the chain with the saw Bring the pain to your door like d**h was knockin' Unless you got my ends I'ma make you twins with the Headless Horseman Hell extortion, sell your soul, live your dreams Don't pay the cost then {*bam bam*} Say hello to the guillotine A k**er fiends for blood Screams of thugs like Fiends for d** I don't need no love Give me your fear, murder, respect, beer, honeys and s** want here I'll bend them checks for years, hungry and stressed You f**in' with Chris - f** Pun - dead the wrath for later Get your calculator, da 'head Decapitator's back forever Can't count how many heads I had to sever Half the n***as I keep I put em back together That's the terror, cut open your girl And make a truss out her flesh, like Buffalo Bill You f**in' with reel to reel, rap axe maniac Sound bwoy k**er Hack hack chain-react Two for one - double the d**h, same price What would Big say? "Huh, you know that ain't right" [Hook x2: with samples from "Scarface"] It's not a game pah {sample} We're gettin paid hah {sample} It's still T. Squad {sample} What you came for Surgery, with the chainsaw" [Verse 2] Word to Pac and BIG My Glock so big it can rock a bridge Drop the midsection like the top of your wig Ain't no bullsh**tin, getting the full treatment Special two heated missiles, 'til your crew's leaving witchu I rip you in half - blast that a** through a gla** window Laugh a little (HA HA) and dash in the S-Cla** limo That's how we do it in the South Boogie Where tough rough rookies get snuffed out, for talking loud to me Why should I even consider your crew sh** on your crew Get rid of your crew, what I'm fitting to do I split you in two, leave you impaired when I blast the shotty Grip you like dope and leave you there with half your body We Rowdy like Roddy, probably robbing your stash Catch a body like Charlie up North Stashing knives up my a** Surviving the task, we the last ones left Blast them tecs with clips, fast as fast'll spit Add some tips for any, ba*tard b**h, pappin sh** Watch me rep til the d**h from the ba**inet, beotch! [Hook] [Outro: From *Scarface*] Watch what happens to your friend You don't want this to happen to you You give me the money, okay